venting

2024-11-22

At work, a younger colleague had an interesting idea: Coldplay are the AC/DC of pop.

Kirby did a great thing: he shared his cookies with a classmate who only had an apple in his lunchbox.
Kirby did a bad thing: he shared his cookies with a classmate who had an apple in his lunchbox.
His arguments to get some screen time on a school day need to be refined. »I can't live without TV.« doesn't help the cause.
I was amazed by how well his english is, although he is embarrassed about it.

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It drove me angry, when a colleague came over to our workspace, started criticising what we were doing, and started to proceed doing our work--when we haven't even lifted a finger yet. I'm still fuming as a write about it. I like the guy and i know that this behaviour comes from a place of love, he wants to educate us and because we're working behind the scenes in »showbiz«, make it look like nothing happened. Doing that as a preemptive strike with people who've worked with us for a little over a year isn't fair. I've been doing this for 18 years and need a refresher here and there, there are standard work proceedings i haven't done in years due to planning coincidences.

The steam should have left my system when i got home. After Kirby was told to bring a black sock to school for a project, i handed him one of my work socks that are about to be »retired«--they have seen things, and all those moments will be lost, like sweat among the heels¹--, which he brought back with a note from his teacher saying the socks need to be pitch black. My work socks are made of a thicker, »brighter« material on the heel, which is accentuated with bright yellow yarn and the years have made their basic black colour fade out a tad as well. So the Wife offered a pair of pitch black socks from her stack of footwear. And that rubbed me the wrong way. Sorry that my socks don't live up to the standards of material grade, but don't worry, i'll ride out into the dark to grab a pair that meets your needs … which isn't a problem one should get riled up about, my theme these days is »am i enough?«, so such a comment about my choice of footwear comes at a bad time.
And yesterday, Kirby got told, to relay to his Mom that she should buy a regular stick of glue. The one we gave him is blue, and as it dries, turns transparent like a regular stick of glue. The colour is actually a great way to help train kids to use that thing.
And in both cases the Wife treated me like i was overreacting, which i was, i know that, still, this is the hill i'm willing to die on: he uses the blue glue, and if it doesn't fit into some random bullshit the school cooked up, it's their part to supply the kids with the things that are needed. That's what we pay for--more than is asked of us, so the school can act as a provider of supplies for everyone.

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